Made it

Chelsea woke up, sunlight coming through the trees. She'd fallen asleep on Leon's lap, getting up slowly. She hadn't noticed yesterday from the adrenaline and all the havoc, but she had a fairly deep cut in her thigh, burning now, her hand wandering there instantly.

"You alright?" Leon asks quickly as Chelsea sits up. He had been happy she slept on his lap. Aside for the pervy grins and thumbs up he got, Leon had been able to examine the device on her arm. Definitely demonic in origin now that he got a close look at it. First things first though, Chelsea's heand when to her leg.

She raised the skirt a little bit, revealing the nasty cut. She looked away, not willing to look either at him or her leg, fixating her eyes on her hand, leaning on the ground, the purple crystal unchanged and undamaged on her hand.

Leon used a wet to wash away the dried blood. Then he sprayed the disinfectant, only earning a small hiss from Chelsea. Strong girl...well strong human. He slowly began to bandage her wound but decided to break the silent barrier.

She shook her head. "Not gonna get anywhere near them. I'm considering going South. There are villages there that take strangers in. Might try my luck there." She thanked him quickly for the bandage, still refusing to look at him, and pulling her skirt back over her thigh.

Embarrassed or shy? Well he technically was a stranger so... I guess refusing to look at him was warranted.

"I see, I didn't know the South had such places. I guess in my travels, I didn't pass by one of them." Leon nodded. He needed to ask about the demonic artifact but was unsure how to breach the topic. She was avoiding his gaze which was a bad enough sign.

"They're mostly in mountain sides or buried into the shores. Or so my gran-" She fell silent as with a burst her eyes lit up pure white, the purple crystal glowing up and lines of purple energy running over her arm up to her shoulder and over her chest. The whole thing lasted only 4 seconds before her eyes returned to normal again, and the crystal went back to its normal colors, the lines dissipating into her skin.

She was exhausted, leaning against him. Her voice but a whisper. "Icy fields.. Frozen walls.. A castle.. Inside a pillar of ice.. It's falling apart, unleashing.. Her.." Her hand found Leons, and being a Demon, he got a glimpse of what Chelsea had gazed upon. A massive hall of an old fortress, snow everywhere, in the middle a cracked pillar of massive ice, cracks and fissures all over the ice, a deep blue color. Inside, the form of a Demon only spoken and described in ancient legend, this close to bursting out of the ice.

"What..." Leon took in the visions trying to analyze them, but they fleeted from him mind like scattering sand. Frustration immediately mounted but he crushed it. Chelsea would not answer to his anger.

Chelsea shook her head weakly, unable to answer, too weak and not having an answer either. However one in the camp did have an answer. People suddenly made way as Azir walked straight towards the two. He knelt before the couple, placing the staff next to him and taking Chelsea's hand in his, observing the crystal. "So another one is found."

"What are you talking about?" Leon decided to play ignorant. He knew just as well what the jewel on her hand was. A demonic weapon, one that could give visions if he got the gist of it. But of what? The past, the future, the present? He didn't know how it worked. His industrious mind came grinding to a halt.

The man had said 'another one.' There were more that Leon needed to find then...but where?

Azir tipped his golden finger on the crystal. "It's a Demonic Arms. One of the 12 created by a powerful Demon a good 2000 years back." He then put a hand on his staff. "This is one of them, but it had a different effect on me than on others it would accept, since I'm a descendant in the bloodline of Shurima. This one is called "Iris", it gives visions, but doesn't specify when or how many. Did she say anything?" His blue eyes looked at Leon, nearly piercing his.

Leon wanted to stare back, to act with calm confidence. He was a demon after all and could put up a fight if need be. Logic told him there was nothing to be afraid of. But he flinched anyway. This man, whoever he was, had an aura about him and it was staggering. Like the man in the city, only three fold. Leon had a feeling that if the man was threatening him instead of asking Leon would have chocked. Leon unconsciously drew Chelsea closer to him, out of protection or fear he didn't know.

"Something about snow or ice. And a castle. I was more concerned for her stated of mind than what she was saying." A half truth, he had seen the visions, but that information did not really help the conversation... well it didn't help his position.

He rose again, staff back with him, as he peered out in the far distance, deep in thought. Eventually, his mind returned to the here and now. "I need you to bring her with you. Follow me. And don't worry, I won't harm you, but this is something that we all must discuss."

Trust the man or run? Leon's choice was hardly difficult. This man knew about demon artifact...he even had one. He would probably shed some light on the subject. Leon nodded and lifted Chelsea with him. She was light and easy, especially for his demon composition, to lift. He followed Azir further into the camp.

The three came to the tent with the ALF's leaders. Or rather, ex ALF, since there was no Arakai left to liberate anymore. Azir let Leon enter, then went in himself after putting sand soldiers up around them as guard, to not be disturbed. Yasuo sat at a table and a woman just walked out as Azir entered, in tears, while Yasuo sat with his head in his hands. "Not now, I need some time for myself." Azir couldn't leave Yasuo the time for himself. "This Demon here has a friend with a Demonic Arms. She's seen a vision, something we have to be mindful of." He looked over at Leon, easily a head taller than the man. "Go ahead, you can tell him."

Astraria walked into the tent. "You sent for me, Yasuo?" He was one of the few she called by name, rather than 'Miss' or 'Mister'. Her robe had more dirt and dust on it now than it ever had, since she was now tending to thousands of people a day.

He knows I am a demon? Since when? How? The panic Leon felt facing the whirlwind ninja and the sandman was bad enough, but then Azir threw his secret out like it was common knowledge. If that wasn't enough another girl walks in and he can FEEL the difference. She is no human, or if she is she is quite a special one. His senses are on high alert and crushes them as he speaks.

"Do you want to me to talk about it with her around?" Leon asks nodding in the girls direction.

Yasuo smashed his flat hand on the table. "I said. Not now." Azir wouldn't have it. He lectured Yasuo within seconds that personal emotion had no place here right now. They needed the man who started this, who was leading them. It took Yasuo a minute or so before he finally gathered his wits and looked at Leon. "She's a founding member, you can trust her. You can speak freely here." He then gave Astraria a look, telling her with it he wanted to talk later.

Yasuo looked at Azir, questioning why he even bothered coming here with this cockamamie story. Azir explained. "Far to the North, there's an icy tomb, housing one of the most powerful Demons ever existed. The Demonic Arms gave this girl a vision about it for a reason. It could very well pose a threat. If that Demon awakens, I doubt even I can stop her." A silence took the room for a bit before Yasuo broke it. "First, we find a home for these people. Send them to the villages in the east and south. Then we go with what people we can gather and march on New Pendragon. This charade has lasted long enough. We take this government out and from there on, we'll see about the North." He looked at Leon, who still had the unconscious Chelsea in his arms. "Don't speak to anyone about any of this. If you want to leave with her to one of the villages, I won't stop you. But we will need every helping hand we can get. Demons from what I heard can be powerful allies. If you would choose to help, we would highly appreciate that."